can't sleep. clowns will eat me

[the_siobhan]

I am up, at the unGodlike hour of four-forty-five aye em, because my joints and muscles hurt so much I can't sleep.

I have no idea what the fuck this cold virus is made of, but it is some kind of superbug. I have been battling this bastard for two solid weeks and whenever I think I'm winning it just comes back in a different form.

Maybe I have the flu and I'm just too dumb to fall down.

To add to my annoyance, Axel and I discovered the location of the mouse banquet going on in our kitchen and spent two days disassembling everything, scrubbing it with an inch of it's artificial-pine veneer, and putting it back together again with additional mouse-proofing. There were Lilliputan pyramids of mouse turds. I'm not kidding, it was nasty. Horking and blowing and having to stop for "sit-downs" the entire time.

Maybe I have hanta virus.

Maybe I should go back to bed.

Comments

[mr-sharkey.livejournal.com]

Fall the fuck down. Let me guess, you haven't taken any time off work yet?


M.

[the-siobhan.livejournal.com]

http://www.cbc.ca/news/background/flu/presenteeism.html

[mr-sharkey.livejournal.com]

Explains why I'm at work on my holidays - Still, that's no excuse for you! Go fall down if you haven't already.


M.

[redcountess]

It seems to have crossed the Atlantic as well. I've had it for a week, and really don't want it for another, because that will ruin Whitby for me :-(

[tristam08.livejournal.com]

you need bed-rest....doctor's orders!

Drink a few hot-toddies & go to bed!

[elixxir.livejournal.com]

Jeebus woman, get thy ass to bed! And stay there until you feel better!!

I think that it's the Plague . . .

[oakmossone.livejournal.com]

Well, seems we have the same damn illness . . . I was off work Monday, went in yesterday . . . and proceeded to die in the office right there at my desk with a giant lava lamp beside me and everything . . .

I went home early yesterday with (surprise) a fever and now this morning my chest is on fire and I have this funky voice (well not really a voice, more of a croak) to contend with. I called my boss and she forbade me from coming in today, so off to the clinic I go to see what the f*ck this is.

I hope you feel better sis . . . by the way, will we be seeing you this weekend?

[epi-lj.livejournal.com]

You know, if it helps to know you're not alone, I've been fighting this thing for a couple of weeks now as well, and it keeps returning with a slightly different set of symptoms just when it looks like it's gone away finally. It's starting to really piss me off.

[the-siobhan.livejournal.com]

It's nasty, isn't it?

I've never had a cold that was so persistant and unpleasant.

[empressjad.livejournal.com]

First of all, get to bed and rest until the plague has run it's course...Hope you'll be feeling well in no time.
And now, I have to extol the virtues of those plug-in mouse deterrents. I had loads 'o mice in my last place since it was right on a woods and creek, and the cat was no help whatsoever! Someone gave me a pair of these little contraptions that plug into the wall, and within a couple of days...NO MORE MICE! I don't know how the thing works, since there's no smell or sound, but work it does. Oh, the best part? No finding dead mice anywhere!

[the-siobhan.livejournal.com]

I'm going to look around for those things and see if they sell them here. They come in the house when it's cold and they usually stop once the snow falls. It's still a pain to have to deal with every fall.

[empressjad.livejournal.com]

I've since seen them at large hardware stores, as well as the big box home improvement places. I really like not having to deal with traps of any sort. I hate that the spring type don't always kill them immediately, and the glue ones are *worse*!
Here's a funny mouse story to make you feel better while you're sick...
I lived right at the top of a ravine with a creek at the bottom and surrounded by woods, so there were LOADS of mice around. When I found evidence of mice in my studio, I freaked, not because I'm afraid of them (I'm not at all) but because I didn't want to take a chance that they'd chew up any of my fabrics.
I started leaving the door to the studio open thinking the cat would deal with the mice. Apparently, she thought I was giving her access because I wanted her to jump to the highest shelf and sleep on the fabric so there'd be a nice coat of cat hair on everything...
I got those humane traps that are like a little rectangular box, and there's a flap that the mouse can cross going in, but it snaps shut once the mouse is inside so it can't get out. I put out four traps, and the next morning I had caught a mouse. I opened the back door (I had a walk-out basement), went outside leaving the door open just a bit so I could get back in. I tried to shake the mouse out of the trap. No luck. I shook harder, the mouse held on tighter. Finally, I kind of snapped it forward and the mouse fell out about 4 feet in front of me. It just sat there and looked at me, then I hear the cat make this questioning little mew, and I see her peeking out the door with just her front half outside. I look back at the mouse, who's still just standing there, and I stomp my foot, which instead of making the mouse run to the woods, sends the it scurrying ACROSS MY FOOT AND IN THE DOOR THROUGH MY CAT'S FRONT PAWS!!!
The next day, I catch another mouse, but this one I'm able to get out rather easily. Same thing for the next three days. I finally think that mouse looks awfully familiar (okay, maybe I was going a little mouse crazy at that point...) so the next time I caught one, I had a can of purple spray paint handy and I gave it a nice purple mouse butt. Sure enough, next day, purple-butt is back.
Now I take the entire trap down the road about two miles and let the mouse go near the river. Next day, a new mouse, so I make the same trip. That happens almost every day for two weeks.
Finally, I tell the story to a friend, who gave me those repeller things because she thought it was utterly ridiculous that I was becoming a mouse chaffeur, and I never saw another mouse inside...

[the-siobhan.livejournal.com]

Ha. You're not the first person I've heard tell a similar story. That's why I don't bother with the live traps.

I hate the glue traps as well, but they seem to actually catch the buggers. They've figured out how to get the food out of the snap traps without setting them off.